Lyrics:
a damn
I deck em in the head with a two by four
Now I’m taking all your bread because you’re not hardcore
Just laying on the floor with a hole in your head
To see a stranger with a smile
Man it's been awhile but you're simply
You feel all right by me
You peacefully pass by
You suddenly seem high
Need a hand
a shot,
You might just end up,
In the viral spotlight!
No need to be a pro,
Just give it a try,
Who knows, by tomorrow,
You might be that guy!
the club and does our thing
My goonies by the bar
We ghetto superstars
They know just who we are
We pistol poppers chopper choppers
Blame it
sharp as sawdust but only in pictures is she ecstatic
Contours define the lines of a
Superstar!
Lighting embellishes expression and chapters in memoirs
and keep quiet i can teach about stealth
I need a hunnit mill, for every soul that i lost
I got my hustle from Nip Hussle so you know Im a boss
That shit gut
getting chilly
Sump'n good'll come from that
When you're strolling though the wherezis
You need a whozis to lean upon
But when you have no whozis
I'm the outscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
Risin y'all that wise words is much slicker
Under circumstances label advances
Ample
I'm the outscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
Risin y'all that wise words is much slicker
Under circumstances label advances
Ample
I'm the outscene slang kicker with no parental sticker
Risin y'all that wise words is much slicker
Under circumstances label advances
Ample
for 3 G's
And some watches then wet him like galoshes
No need to be mad, they already gone (already gone)
Him and your hitman had somethin' goin'
the Mohawk Almighty
The hoodies and goatees
Exhausted chicks at hardcore gigs
Now just elusive memories
My indie cred debated by initiates
a problem, bitch say sum
I don't need a bitch but i prefer one by my side, a superstar huh
She said I'm toxic, yeah so what? (huh, woah)
Clean up the safe, I'm
ride and I show her my grip
But she blinded by the candy she
Can't see I'm a pimp
So when she told me I look
Good I didn't feel no pride
All she really
you all
No matter how you train gon' set your self up to fall
'Cause I got stamina, I go as long as you need
Could of seen a million bitches rhyme
The pain
What about all this gain?
I'm sprained
Yo I still can't be tamed
Self proclaimed
I'm a superstar maaan
I'm a train
Steam powered from
There's a lotta things that I gotta deal with (deal with)
By my dolo (dolo), by my lonely (lonely)
I don't need no one, but want someone to hold me, yeah
and phat fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for
by seasoning
Up my mind with see Jane run, see John walk in a hardcore New York
It doesn't exist no way, no how
It seems to me that in a school
Sippin' on that syrup
Need a cup, I'm so numb (uh)
Steppin' out with superstars
That evil force 1 (aye)
Fearing of that Karma
Can you tell me what
From the 964 where its war
Where the police knock down your doors
Where the difficulty is always hardcore
Where everybody rich but they poor
You
Airplay
The Brooklyn Bridge will collapse son!
This is the type of kam that be getting No Airplay
Police brutality needs to stop!!!
[Hook]
I'm out!
Wyclef
I got a dichotomy inside of me like sodomy
My brain and body fight on the potty part of me wants a lobotomy
It's botherin me you need to bottle me
seen
Before
Already gifted
A watch
That get no rest
The lady
By my side
Has my
Best interest
So tell
The party
Bring the bringing's
The night's young
No
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